Quickly wear white moonlight, she took the villain script

Chapter 381
"Miss, please have a meal." Lianqiu led someone to bring the food, set up the bowls and chopsticks, stood aside in an orderly manner, and secretly raised his eyes to look at Mo Qin.

The threat just now left her with lingering fears, she secretly guessed that Mo Qin was frightened yesterday, so he reprimanded her.

The other party is always the master, so it's better for her to avoid the edge.

Lianqiu was quite pretty, after crying, her eyes were slightly reddened, and she looked quite pitiful.

Mo Qin turned a blind eye to this.

If it was the original owner, maybe I would ask another question, no, the original owner would not be angry with Lianqiu at all, she is a person with a good temper that is almost weak.

In the middle of the meal, Lianqiu went out for a while, and when he came back, he reported:

"Miss, the carriage is ready and ready to go."

Lianqiu felt strange, Madam obviously didn't like Mo Qin running around, why did she agree with Mo Qin to go to the street today, without stopping him?
Mo Qin's attitude was indifferent, "Well, I see."

She didn't like Lianqiu at all.

Of course she knew that Lianqiu would report this matter to Mrs. Mo, but she was not worried that Mrs. Mo would disagree.

At this time, news of her disappearance has already begun to spread outside.

Because she wanted to find the lost Nian Xia, the people sent by Mrs. Mo would definitely bring back the news in time, so Mrs. Mo would naturally not stop her from going out.

After the meal, Mo Qin asked Lianqiu to prepare paper and pens.

Lianqiu asked subconsciously, "What do you do for writing and ink?"

Mo Qin didn't speak, just looked up at Lianqiu.

Lianqiu was numb all over from the look, "Miss, forgive me, Lianqiu is talking too much."

The bad habits in the past can't be changed in a short time, and her old habits sprouted as soon as she relaxed her nerves.

Lianqiu prepared the pen and ink, and saw that Mo Qin picked up the pen and wrote something on it.

She was illiterate, didn't know what Mo Qin wrote, and couldn't tell the good from the bad.

What Mo Qin wrote was Zhang's prescription, so I can use it to buy medicine when the time comes.

After the ink blots dried, Mo Qin folded the prescription and left the mansion.
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Lianqiu thought that Mo Qin was going to the doctor's office, but he didn't expect that Mo Qin went to the pharmacy, and went to the busiest street.

Although very puzzled, but now she dare not ask.

It was also at the pharmacy that Lianqiu realized that what Mo Qin had written before was a prescription.

She couldn't help it.

"Miss, you'd better see a doctor, how can you just write a prescription by yourself?"

If something goes wrong, whose fault is it?

When the guy who grabbed the medicine heard this, his hand that grabbed the medicine stopped.

The medicinal materials on the prescription were very conventional, and he just didn't care if there was no medicine for tigers and wolves, but the maid said that this was the prescription written by her young lady herself.

Just to be on the safe side, the medicine collector still said, "Miss, can I show this prescription to the doctor in charge?"

Mo Qin agreed, "Please go ahead."

She knew that the buddy who took the medicine was also afraid that there would be problems if he took it.

Lianqiu watched the waiter bring the prescription to the doctor sitting in the hall, the doctor looked at it carefully, nodded to the waiter, what did the two say, the doctor looked at Mo Qin, saw that it was a young woman, he was surprised expression.

The buddy ran back, smiled and grabbed the medicine for Mo Qin.

After leaving the pharmacy, Lianqiu was carrying the medicine, but she still hadn't recovered.

"Miss, when did you learn medical skills?"

Although the madam hired someone to teach the young lady piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she never asked anyone to teach her medical skills.

The teacher I invited was not a celebrity, so the talent of the lady was not outstanding, and other ladies even laughed at their own lady for being beautiful but not talented.

"After reading two medical books, I tried to write a prescription." Mo Qin knew that this matter would definitely be reported to Mrs. Mo, so she answered.

Lianqiu: "?"

Medicine is so easy to learn?Can you prescribe medicine and cure diseases by just reading this book?
"Miss, it's better not to make random prescriptions, if it hurts people..."

"Lianqiu, you talk too much."

Mo Qin didn't get into the carriage, but walked towards the largest teahouse, which has always been a gathering place for gossip.

Lianqiu tightly clenched the medicine bag in her hand, looking at Mo Qin's back, a trace of gloom flashed across her eyes.

eat!It is best to eat to death!
She threw the medicine bag back into the carriage, and then caught up with Mo Qin.
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Mo Qin didn't go upstairs to the box, but sat down in the lobby, while Lianqiu stood aside and frowned.

The lobby is noisy, there are so many people, what are you doing here?
She was depressed but had nowhere to vent.

There are only a few tables around that are vacant, and there is a table in the best position in the lobby, which is the storyteller's stage. Right now, the table is empty, but there are still many people drinking tea below.

"Chunmanlou has another group of girls here. I heard that the goods are good this time. Do you want to go and have a look tonight?"

"No matter how beautiful she is, can she be more beautiful than Miss Xiangxue?"

Xiangxue is the most beautiful oiran in the building, and her appearance and talent are top-notch in the building.

"Of course you can't, but you can see Miss Xiangxue? Let alone a night, you can't even buy a cup of tea!"

The man's face turned red, "Tch! The left and right are just girls from a brothel. If I want to spend so much money, it depends on whether she deserves it or not!"

"Oh? A brothel girl is not worthy, but a daughter of a family is worthy?"

"Hahaha, I'm afraid no matter how much money you spend, people will look down on you!"

At this time, someone suddenly interjected:
"That's not necessarily the case! I heard that Miss Mo Mansion was kidnapped yesterday when she went out for an outing. This ruined the daughter of a famous family. Those famous sons and gentlemen will definitely not want to marry. Don't you and I have a chance?"

"That makes sense! I heard that Miss Mofu has a good appearance, but who is better than Miss Xiangxue who is full of flowers?"

"Although she has lost her virginity, she is much cleaner than the women in the brothel, not to mention that she is the daughter of a general. When the time comes, Mr. Yuezhang will support me a little bit, and we will be on the same path?"

"Wonderful! Wonderful..."

boom--

The man hadn't finished speaking when a porcelain cup was thrown and hit his forehead. The skin on his forehead was torn, and a line of blood was drawn from the wound, dripping from his chin onto the table.

The broken porcelain splashed and scratched the few people who talked dirty with him.

The man was so frightened that he leaned back and sat down on the ground. The rest of them hurriedly stood up and looked in the direction where the cup flew.

But when they saw a beautiful woman dressed in blue, they suddenly lost their voices and forgot their words.

Lianqiu was almost frightened to death, just now when she heard those men's words, she still laughed secretly in her heart, but she didn't want Mo Qin to fly over to a teacup and disfigure those dirty-mouthed men.

Someone reacted, and immediately stepped forward to question, "Why did this girl hurt someone!"

Mo Qin ignored the man, but looked at the man who first said that she was kidnapped.

"Did you see Miss Mo Mansion kidnapped with your own eyes? Or did you squat in the Mo Manor for a whole day and night but no one came back?"

That man was the one who was hit on the forehead.

He had already got up from the ground at this time, and seeing everyone around him looking at him, his face flushed, and he shouted aggressively, "How did I find out, what does it have to do with you!"

"What does a woman come to a teahouse to do when she's not at home playing the piano and embroidering!"

(End of this chapter)